Pure Pride

It's the deep feeling you get
Like folding a flag
A flag meant for a soldier
Who died by your side
And as you glance down in tears
You see the word "U.S."
You pause. breathe. and stick out your chest
You choke down more air
And proudly take it in deep
God, I still can't understand.
How some think it's all free.

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